The worst game I ever covered as a student journalist was against Iowa in 2015. A week earlier, I woke up at an ungodly hour to head to Ann Arbor and watch Northwestern get destroyed by Michigan. There was still hope, though, after that game. Maybe Northwestern wasn’t the national powerhouse it looked like it might have been the first four weeks of the season, but hope sprung eternal in the race for the West Division crown.
Well, I should say “sprung until that fateful Saturday.”
Northwestern lost 40-10, and it wasn’t even that close. The students didn’t show up.